Chapter 92: Ma Chao's squad leader

People take food as their day, and only when their stomachs are full can they have the energy to do other things.

At noon, Chen Bubu still followed the alleys of the urban village as usual and came to the door of Boss Wang's restaurant.

"Huh? Boss Wang didn't open the door today? ”

Chen Bufu saw that the door of the restaurant was closed, and there was a piece of paper attached to the handle, which looked like it was torn off from a notebook, and it read: Rest today.

Well, let's have lunch somewhere else today.

Although there are many small restaurants in the urban villages, Chen Bufu usually eats at Boss Wang's house, because Boss Wang's restaurant is the cleanest restaurant in the urban village that he knows.

Looking at the surrounding fly hall, either the table was full of oil, or the walls were so black that they could reflect light, which made people feel uneasy, and Chen didn't want to explain his hard-won life to the poison of gutter oil.

"It's better to find a clean restaurant, let's look for it first, if it doesn't work...... I'll just go home and eat instant noodles. ”

Chen Bufu walked around the area, and really let him find a small restaurant called Ma Ji, the small restaurant looked very clean, even the signboard on the door was newer than the surrounding area, like a newly opened restaurant.

The space in the restaurant is not large, and there are not five tables in total, but the overall appearance is very clean and decent, and there are bright illustrations of dishes on the walls, which is like an outlier in the many fly restaurants in the urban village.

Chen Bu looked in from the outside, there was a small TV hanging on the wall, and there was only a chubby boss standing behind the counter in the store, and there was a door curtain behind him, which was probably the back kitchen.

As soon as Chen Bu's foot stepped into the store, the chubby shopkeeper stepped forward and greeted: "Little brother, what do you want to eat, our yellow braised chicken rice is a special rice, do you want to have one?" Taste it? ”

"Well, I'll take a look first." Chen didn't think about it or wanted to, and directly rejected the special rice recommended by the boss.

Because Chen Bufu saw a news about yellow stewed chicken in later generations, he remembered it vividly, and some people ate it in yellow stewed chicken......... Oh! No, it's disgusting, can't think, don't want to! In order to be able to eat, you must not think about it!

As soon as he thought of the beginning of that incident, Chen Buxian hurriedly shook his head.

Zheng Ji's fat boss shook his head when he saw Chen Buying, and thought that Chen Buxian didn't like chicken, so he changed to other dishes to recommend: "That's okay, the signboard of our store also has rice bowls and dumplings, and beef pho is also good, all of which are posted on the wall, you take your time, look at it and talk to me, you can make it immediately." ”

Perhaps, this embarrassing thing happens to many people, and the more you don't want to remember, the clearer you remember...... Chen Bufu felt that as soon as he heard the word yellow stewed chicken, he was a little worried, which caused him to have something to eat, and he had a feeling of being full.

After watching it for a while, Chen Bucai regained his appetite for eating, and said, "Boss, let's have a bowl of dumplings, the soup is light, don't add too much salt." ”

"Okay, I'll be right here." The fat boss smiled at Chen Buying, lifted the curtain behind him again, and shouted inside: "Make a dumpling, don't add too much salt to the soup, make it lighter." ”

"Hey, you know." A woman's voice sounded young from the back kitchen.

Ten minutes later......

A seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl came out of the back kitchen, holding a plate of dumplings in her hand: "The dumplings are ready, you use them slowly...... Hey! Chen doesn't see? ”

"Are you...... Be? Chen Bufu looked at the woman in front of him, a little confused, because he couldn't remember it at all.

The girl put the dumplings on the table, crossed her waist with both hands, and her mouth pouted at that time, trying to pretend to be very angry: "What, I don't know my old classmates?" ”

Old schoolmates?

Junior high school classmates... Or a classmate from elementary school?

Chen didn't see a little headache, such a long memory, it was really not easy for him to remember it for a while.

The girl saw Chen Bu with a thoughtful look, and stopped teasing him, "Hey, it's only been three years, you don't know me anymore, I'm Ma Chao!" ”

Ha?

Ma Chao!?

Chen Bujian's first reaction was to think of the fierce generals of the Three Kingdoms, but when he looked at the girl in front of him wearing an apron and looking like a good girl next door, the picture and the name were too inconsistent, and it was difficult for Chen Bujian to connect the two.

Wait a minute!

Ma Chao...... Female...... Schoolmate......

Chen Bu said tentatively: "Ma Chao...... Monitor? ”

The girl named Ma Chao snorted lightly: "Yes, why did you think of it." I remember, in the past, the Chinese teacher always praised you for having the best memory in our class, did your memory deteriorate when you went to high school? ”

Chen Bujian suddenly remembered that he did have a junior high school female classmate named Ma Chao, who was still the squad leader at the time, but in Chen Bu's impression, this Ma Chao's squad leader was obviously a chubby girl, when did he become so thin?

Ma Chao: "I haven't seen you for three years, and I even know my old classmates." ”

"You've changed a bit bit, so I didn't recognize you for a while." Chen Bufu could only smile awkwardly at Ma Chao, and said in his heart: Actually, it's not that we haven't seen each other for three years, but we haven't seen each other for thirty years!

"Hee-hee, do you see that I've lost weight?" As he spoke, Ma Chao's eyes were bent into a crescent moon.

Ma Chao: "What high school are you in now?" ”

"I'm in Huaijiang No. 3 Middle School, where are you?"

As soon as Chen didn't see this sentence, he secretly said bad in his heart.

You must know that it is school time, Chen can't come out to eat because he has a holiday with the school, and the other party is working as a little chef in a small restaurant at this time, which shows that it ......

Ma Chao didn't show any unpleasantness, but took the initiative to explain to Chen Bufu: "I don't go to school anymore, my mother was sick two years ago, I helped at home, and last week, we just moved here and opened this restaurant." By the way, you can try this dumpling, these are all made by me, can you taste it if it is delicious......"

The little girl talks a lot, and she doesn't stop chatting with Chen Buying, most of the time she is talking, and Chen Buying is listening.

When Chen Bufu and Ma Chao were almost talking, the shopkeeper asked his daughter, "Chao, is this your classmate?" ”

"Yes, Dad, this is my junior high school classmate, Chen doesn't see it." Ma Chao pointed at Chen Bufu and introduced, then turned to Chen Bufu and said, "This is my dad." ”

"Hello, uncle."

In fact, as early as when Ma Chao said that he was helping his father work in the store, Chen Bubu guessed that the fat shopkeeper in front of him was Ma Chao's father, but now he is more certain.

The fat boss looked like a generous treat, and patted his chest: "Since it is our Ma Chao's classmate, I will invite this meal." ”

"How ...... this?"

As soon as Chen was about to refuse, the fat boss interrupted him: "It's so decided, what I Ma Teng said, there is never a reason to take it back, you wait for a while, I'll clean up the back kitchen, and you two will talk." ”

Originally, Chen Bubu was still very curious, what kind of mentality could he take his daughter's name as a military general of the Three Kingdoms.

After hearing the other party's name, Chen didn't see it until he realized that the name of the relationship was ancestral?

"Uh...... That... Then I'll thank my uncle. ”

"Thank you, just a bowl of dumplings." The fat boss waved his hand and walked into the back kitchen.

After eating the dumplings, Chen said goodbye to his old classmates and went home.

As he was leaving, Chen Bufu had left the marks of the dream thread on Ma Chao and her father, and he was going to pull this old classmate into his dream game in the next few days.